Tuesday, July 6, 2010 @ 12:21 AM
Yes, that's all she said. And if you were all wondering why we were in front of teacher's desk for so long, it's because she was scrutinizing every single detail about my results... and everyone else's. == Meng Yuann, Meng Yuann, why are you so smart? You missed a few subjects and yet you got the highest average in our class - almost the same as Ccy's. My mum kept asking, "Who's this Meng Yuann? Tsk tsk tsk, see? So smart! Boy ah?" "Nooo, girl lah!" I replied indignantly. Ah, Meng Yuann, you make my life miserable.
Next, beloved mummy compared me to Qian Hui. She searched the list high and low while asking teacher, "Who got first in class?" Her finger stopped at the number "1" and swiped to the left side to check out the name. "Oh, Qian Hui." She nodded her head. Then, on our way back, she said, "I already expected Qian Hui to get first. She's the goody-goody type who studies a lot like me when I was young (perasan betul). One look at her, I can tell (not fortune teller also *rolls eyes*)." Sigh, Qian Hui, Qian Hui. Another subject my mum uses to stress me.
"Do you know who waved at you just now?" I asked my mum. "Yea, Ccy," she answered and I laughed. "She's very bold." "I know! She asked me whether you know who she is and I said, 'Of course lah!'. I don't know why she is so happy to see you." I said. LOL. I also asked my mum why was she staring at me the whole time when we're in class and she said, "To see how you blend into the surrounding." WTH. I'm neither a spy nor a chameleon lah, sweat.
I really feel quite bad for getting such shit results this time. So I've decided for the worse - I'm going to go on hiatus until PMR's over and that's final. I'm all hyped up to study now. I don't know where I got the motivation from. Maybe from my mum 'cause that's what she stuffs into my ear everyday. Action speaks louder than words and the proof is in the pudding. I can do it, I will do it and I shall do it. I CAN, I WILL and I SHALL.
But first, let me show you this freaking hilarious video which proves that Disney is a total PHONEY! (Phoney means fake and not some kind of newly invented phone.) And wait for my blog song to end before watching or else it would be too noisy to tolerate.
I KNOW! Sooo uncreative.
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